Treasure box and thy key,,

[arrose]

So, Nathan and I finally talked...Everyone should have known I couldnt let him leave me..or even myself..I don't know what I would do without Nathan because I wouldn't have anyone to put a bandage on the crack in my heart...Anyways...Nathan baby this journal entry is for you and don't make fun of me because I can't write poems like you can..and the shit doesn't even rhyme...but I tried really hard because I couldn't stop thinking about you all night..and I can't wait when we can finally get together..and you can come home from work to come to me and I can comfort you all night...
Love you...v v...even though I sound really gay...

Forever is a word I cannot describe,
For it is a feeling I have come to know,
Forever love can be impossible,
But forever is not a long enough time,
Forever can go on and on,
Until thy has forgot the meaning..
Love will never die,
Thy will always know the feeling..
My hands tremble writing this,
But it is necessary to give my thanks..
My heart is the treasure box of my love..
And his eyes set upon me,
Putting a crack in this box..
I can feel the sensation leaking from this crack,
Small it may be now..but large it shall be latter..
His hands, even though rough..
Can only be the ones to hold the key to this box…
For my heart shall be entrusted in the hands of his…
He shall keep it safe, no matter what...
Life after Death…
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti..